Blessings

I feel especially blessed. I find myself being given great items, spending time with great people, and progressing in a way that I haven't in a long time. Sure I'm tired sometimes. Many days are not peachy perfect. Regardless of any little flubs and errors, I'm feeling pretty solid about everything. That makes me happy.

p.s.
I'm really loving sweaters with shorts and white dresses with black tights and black shoes lately. Weather in NYC has been up and down daily.

headband: Ricky's NYC

dress: American Eagle

shoes: Banana Republic

Tale of the Tall Girl

Looking back, I can say with confidence that I was always "the tall girl" or at least the second tallest in my class/grade.  I was utterly enthusiastic that I was one of the tallest. Very proud of it. It made me feel like I was successful, at least when it came to growing. 

Then something happened. Puberty hit, and suddenly all the girls wanted to be liked by boys. I learned very quickly that boys who haven't yet reached their full height in puberty, don't like girls who are just as tall or taller than them.

So, for a long time I didn't like being tall. All of my friends were short. They would get all of the attention. So I slouched and squatted and hunched as much as I could, not realizing that I didn't look any shorter.

One day my eyes opened, and I realized that slouching didn't make me look more desirable or "normal". I just looked ridiculous. I'm not sure how or why it happened, but from that day on I began to stand tall. No looking back.

I see my sister slouching like I used to, but I'm not worried. I know she'll reach that moment where things just click, and we'll see eye to eye.


Coat: Zara
Dress: Bebe
Tights: American Apparel
Shoes: Calvin Klein